judgement Monkey

jumping around

all upside my head

screaming

hollerin’

just plain carrying on.

“please go back to bed;

leave me the hell alone!”

i said.

you ignored me-

as usual-

instead.

determined to take over my mind;

to, again,

turn me against me,

cruel and unkind.

won’t let you, Monkey-

no, not this time!

for I am determined to see

to see you.

to see Truth.

won’t let you drive me

back to that Abyss.

no, this time Monkey,

you will cease to exist!

i am determined to see

differently,

to be free of Monkey,

believe in me steeped in He.

to go toward the Light,

know all’s alright,

that this too shall pass,

for nothing ever lasts.

Slow-

I tend to go slow,

ever slightly dipping a toe.

Rarely rolling full out,

rather feeling…asking:

is it all right

or am I tight?

Doing the due diligence,

leaning heavily on Universal Intelligence.

Looking for flow;

getting to the Know;

hearing the Soul.

Letting it marinate,

low heat, slow pace-

this Taurus’ way.

 

From without,

them trying to me re-arrange,

and cast shadows of deep doubt.

They say:

Way too slow, G.

You need to heed

gotta move, gotta now go!

Don’t you know

life’s too short-

here one minute,

the next, poof, abort.”

 

Yeah, but…

I am me.

Please let it be.

Don’t need more anxiety.

The Birth will come…

eventually,

organically,

when fully ready.

 

To each, their own.

We sing our unique songs-

some short & fast,

others slow & long.

No right, no wrong.

The life of a Cosmopolitan Sardine

I feel trapped

like a caged rat

no room to read

let alone breathe

little in the way of personal space

with strangers, nearly face-to-face

signal problems and delays

prolong the agony and the pain

very few smiles

many more scowls

odors jarringly unfamiliar

compete with daring young dancers

to the senses, viciously assault

without so much a second thought

hey, this is New York

ain’t nobody give a f***!

suck it up, yo’!

don’t you know

this is the price paid

the sacrifice made

for the privilege

of residing

in this space-

beyond congested, yes,

but also

the first, the Greatest

City on Earth!

you make it here

Sinatra swears

you make it anywhere

just be aware

that it’ll cost ya

claustrophobe ya

relentlessly contain ya

hot or cold

young or old

this is how

the N to the Y to the C

rolls…

See

I am

determined

to see –

to really see.

This feels like

the whole point

of my unique human journey-

to see me more clearly,

to experience the unity of we,

to grasp the oneness that is our humanity.

So much distraction to Universal Truth.

So much to unearth and uproot

within the mind,

which when ego-blind,

leads to acts violent and words so unkind.

We are in this together,

from the very beginning, each other’s keeper.

One Heart,

One Love,

One Mind,

One Body.

One Shepherd, and we, His sheep.

Now is not the time

to bitterly whine

and then fall sound asleep.

No!

Lest we will continue to reap

that which we

did not consciously

intend to sow.

I am

determined

to see,

to pray

everyday:

Lord, open wide my eyes,

cast off the crusty old lies

and the illusions

that cause hysteria and mass confusion.

Let there be Light,

only True Sight-

no more black or white.

 

mystic bonds

Souls intertwined

no matter the distance and time

elapsed

between the physical and the mind.

Namaste, we say,

each other’s Light clearly see

and then immediately retrieve

where we last left our story.

No beat missed,

no talk of business,

only laughter

born of pure, present bliss!

Effortless

seamless,

we fall back into resonance.

Creating anew

and out of the blue;

recalling the old,

all once joyously told.

This is no stranger,

this familiar unfamiliar face.

Rather a beacon of grace,

a safe space,

a peaceful place

for healing

and life-affirming

embrace.

 

 

Love, use we

Love, You…

design we

birth we

raise we

feed we

fill we

teach we

sustain we

define we

refine we

awaken we

enlighten we

embolden we

Now,

Love,

please hear we:

use we

guide we,

have Thy Will be done

through we-

mere instruments of Your peace

’til the day You release

each one of we

back home

unto Thee.

 

 

tran·scend·ence

you’re lost in a Trance

engulfed in sweet Rapture

Altered,

delved into a completely New

inner Space

one where you Consume and then reflect

blinding Light Energy

as you Navigate

the very Depths of your Soul

releasing false Ego

and other Non-sense

filling your Cup instead

with an Equanimity, a peace

that passeth all understanding.

hold on

grab that thin ledge

with fingertips tired, worn and red.

hang on tight

don’t you dare give up The Fight!

don’t look down

at that cold, distant ground.

look up instead

at what your God has just ahead.

hold on;

stay strong.

your life: not all wrong.

your story: not yet done.

 

emptied

fill what was once occupied,

what once could bear life inside.

fill it with Light;

fill it with Words;

fill it with Music;

fill it with Wisdom;

fill it with much Love.

fill it, please

with all of these.

fill it so the void

don’t spread

to my head.

fill it

so that I can choose, always,

Life

instead.

You emptied me.

now, to overflow,

fill me.

make me

a vessel,

a vehicle,

a channel.

then, pour from me

abundantly and continuously

until I return home,

to Thee.

june fifteenth

four years ago today

an irreversible change made,

a body violently altered-

“fixed” as it had faltered.

faltered, not on its own, you see,

but from deep fear and misery.

body was made

unwittingly

victim to

dreams too long deferred;

to emotions and creativity

consistently

unexpressed,

and knowing/intuition buried, suppressed.

mind, body, and Soul are One indeed.

why (still) so hard for me to heed?

s0, today, june fifteenth

I re-member,

I honor.

and I to new body do solemnly promise

to cultivate a consciousness

from which

boldly, I sing all my songs,

and no longer is my Light hidden.

So it is written.